Love Unspoken

Not a soul in sight, not even a dog.

Quinn didn't know how long she had been running, but she finally ran out of energy and sat down weakly by the roadside.

The frigid wind stung her ears and cheeks, and the icy pain in her hands and feet was unbearable.

Hugging herself tightly, a dull ache began in her lower abdomen. Quinn buried her head in her knees and tears welled up uncontrollably.

In the midst of her weeping, a fleeting, familiar image flashed through her mind, as if she had encountered something similar before. But when she tried to think about it, she couldn't recall anything.

Loneliness and fear enveloped her like the pitch-black night sky, pressing down heavily.

Quinn couldn't help but begin to contemplate, 'Who am I? Where did I come from, and where am I headed? Who is my family? Why do I feel like a sudden outsider, estranged from this world? No one acknowledges me, and everything appears unfamiliar. Every time I open my eyes, it feels as though I am the sole inhabitant of the world.

The more Quinn thought the less she could remember. Apart from the pain in her body, her head began to ache as well.

She covered her head, the intense pain making her somewhat unbearable. She fell straight down from the steps, curling up on the ground.

straight at

eyes. And in the blur, she saw a car stop in front of her, and a tall figure got out of the

person but finally dropped her hand weakly, and the

darkness, she had a

fragments appeared in the dream, strange

light, she extended her hand but

he always maintained a distance from her.

eyes, and she opened

view. She tried to get up, but the pain in

quiet, and there was

the quilt, cover her head, and find a sense of security in doing so. Today was Freya's day in court. Alexander was absent,

was still pursuing the case. From the beginning of the trial, Dorothy appeared listless and

the final verdict was that Freya was sentenced to three years of

this result came out, Freya

must have put in a lot of effort to achieve this